Melissa's POV I couldn't take it anymore, Lyra's words were like fuel to the fire, igniting a rage within me. "What nonsense are you spouting?" I roared, my voice echoing through the chambers. "Hey, little wolf, why are you here?" I demanded, stomping my foot in frustration.Lyra stood her ground, her eyes flashing with anger. "I need an explanation," she said, her voice firm.I was taken aback. "What explanation?" I fired back, my anger boiling over. "I don't understand your attitude here. You're the one who's barging in without permission, and now you're demanding explanations from me?"Lyra's face reddened. "My dress and shoes were stolen," she said, her voice trembling with rage. "And I know you're behind it."I threw my head back and laughed, a cold, mirthless sound.“Your dress and shoe was stolen” I repeated, my voice dripping with sarcasm. "If your shoes were stolen, you should be questioning your own guards, maids, and private workers. Why would you come here and threat
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